The Waiting War

~Kaelar~

I shifted uncomfortably in the bony chair next to Rowena’s bedside.

It had been almost two weeks with Rowena still unconscious. I had been whittled down to a shell of a person in my waiting.

I had developed a daily ritual that involved waking up and immediately heading to the hospital to sit at Rowena’s bed. I would spend all day, every day, waiting at her bedside and occasionally working